I feel my intuition peeking through,
The angels are sending a message
and granting me the paradisal heaven.
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Sometimes, I must check the time
11:11 pops up a second time
What a great path that's aligned.
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I carry so much faith
That the afterlife and the spirits aren't fake
The reality breaks my mental health search plate.
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These angels chose me
I thank you, spread those wings
They stand tall and sing.
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The angels have left the message through the air
So many cycles have reached their end
They have closed and will never open, again.
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Sometimes it pops up more than others
But nevertheless, 11:11 is a powerful number,
Nothing evil can copyright the album.
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So many other numbers hold meanings,
But 11:11 is the one I keep seeing
My third eye's opening.
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Soon, other numbers appear
They all tell me what's near
Synchronicity hums what beats the ear.
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I'm so happy my gifts have unlocked
What's inside the box that must unveil?
What a great message these ethereal beings reveal.